However far, Science forges on ahead, Whatever strides and giant leaps, Man makes; All earthly things must become, one day dead, A truth Men better learn for their own sakes.

However high, you may fly in the air, However far, you go away from home; Return you must to earth and earthenware! Just burst bubbles all make the lather-foam.

Nothing is everlasting in this world; All things here cease sometime after their birth; Civilizations new must become old; This is the destined law upon this earth. And some day, Man must look into his soul! The wiser man, resets, adjusts his goal.